I am getting worried.
It had been nine hours since I had sent the message, but forgot the Prime coming, there wasn't a reply.
It usually takes longer for the message to reach the organization outside its domain because of the security distance, but they should have received the message by now.
The cultists are still there would be for days, but anything could happen, and they could escape.
I don't want these bastards to escape. They deserve a long, painful punishment.
Hun!
I was in my thoughts when suddenly; I felt a presence and saw Prime Volsnorth standing in front of me.
"Sorry, it took time," he apologized. "It's fine. It's not late," I said, and he looked relieved before his expressions turned serious.
"Where are the cultists?" he asked.
"That mountain," I replied, before explaining in detail. Not in too much detail. Still, a couple of surprises flashed in his eyes as he listened patiently.
